"What are you looking at? You're so absorbed!" Ge Yue silently put a moon-white moire cloak on Ling from behind.
This year's winter seems to be extremely cold. The biting north wind whizzes past mixed with snowflakes, blowing on the face like a knife across the face. Only a few bunches of red plums standing quietly in the garden exude a faint fragrance along with the falling snow.
Ling didn't react much and still stood quietly in the courtyard of Leng Palace. Looking through the towering pavilions and pavilions, I don't know where I'm drifting!
A few days ago, Ge Yue specially ordered to renovate these dilapidated houses. Although it is a cold palace, after some renovations, it still looks quaint and simple. Compared with the glorious palaces and pavilions in the palace, it makes this place unique.
"Your Majesty, look, it's snowing very hard this year." Ling stretched out his hand and let the snowflakes fall silently on his palm, then melted into water droplets and gradually dissipated.
| Ge Yue said quietly: "If you want to go to the palace to relax, I can go with you."
"No, it's cold and freezing, and the road is slippery in the snow. I can't afford it if anything happens to the Emperor." Ling still looked into the distance silently, her misty eyes seemed to be looking forward to something, or waiting for something.
After the heavy snowfall, the palace was silent and eerily quiet. It seemed that the longer I stayed in the Forbidden City, the more blurry my memory became.
I remember a man once promised me that on the day when the capital was covered with flying snow, he would take me out of the city and together we would see the most beautiful snow scene in the world outside the Great Wall.
"How have you been these past few years?"